You got yours from your father
I'm still wonderfully gone with each other All set with slumber, it drives us under I'll call the bones with bleach and wrongs and some I'll call the bones with bleach and wrongs and some Oh then and there they come,
Secret place we're digging Sacred heart stop beating (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});Don't bury it alive I got mine from my mother
I'm still wonderfully gone with each other All set with slumber, it drives us under I'll call the bones with bleach and wrongs and some Oh then and there they come,
Bury it alive, bury it alive Bury it alive, bury it alive
And you're so wonderfully gone with each other